Chains cross limestone,
sentences silence freedom,
a city sinking as the clinking
stops, pauses, bends
on Byron’s bridge of sighs
to say goodbye.
All words by Damien B. Donnelly
Based on a twitter poetry prompt from #DimpleVerse
Between the lines and through the lens…
Chains cross limestone,
sentences silence freedom,
a city sinking as the clinking
stops, pauses, bends
on Byron’s bridge of sighs
to say goodbye.
All words by Damien B. Donnelly
Based on a twitter poetry prompt from #DimpleVerse
Jane Dougherty
Love it ‘sigh’.
deuxiemepeau
We all need a good sigh now and then xx
Jane Dougherty
🙂
exploringcolour
Lovely atmospheric photo with the poem… nice!
deuxiemepeau
Thank you. It was a Twitter prompt that grabbed my attention the other day. Enjoy your week
merrildsmith
I really like this poem, Damien. Yes, we all do need a good sigh now and then. 🙂
“a city sinking as the clinking
stops, pauses, bends
on Byron’s bridge of sighs
to say goodbye. “